"Brother Drunken Fairy!"

Lin Hai turned his head again and looked at the Drunken Immortal.

"Are all the imitations of the God-conferring magic weapon from Kunlun?"

The Drunken Immortal was stunned, put down the monkey wine, and looked at Lin Hai with great solemnity.

"Why do you ask?"

"Do you know about the dragon-binding rope?" Lin Hai did not answer, but continued to ask.

"Dragon-binding rope?!" Drunk Immortal's pupils shrank and he nodded, "Of course I know!"

"This is the magic weapon used by Zhao Gongming in the Battle of the Gods. Later, it was shot down by Xiao Sheng with the treasure money, and its whereabouts are unknown!"

"Whereabouts unknown?" Lin Hai was stunned when he heard this, and then asked in shock.

"So, Kunlun doesn't have any imitation magic weapon to bind the dragon rope?"

The Drunken Fairy shook his head.

"The whereabouts of the dragon-binding rope are unknown and Kunlun has not obtained it. How can I imitate it?"

Lin Hai's heart suddenly stirred up huge waves.
Chapter completed!